The moment Yuan Xiao stepped into [Imaginative Heaven], ten thousand golden rays erupted behind him, like a wheel of divine radiance suspended in midair, giving off endless surges of keen, cutting force. So sharp was it that it could split the sky, trailing streaks of white!
After watching for too long, the Qi Refining cultivators outside the realm felt stabbing pain in their eyes, as though steel needles were piercing their eyeballs. They covered their faces and cried out.
"[Metal Virtue] cultivators really are arrogant."
Fuli Zi remained composed. Junior Brother Lou Zhenxiao was half a sword cultivator himself, so Fuli Zi was not entirely ignorant of Daoist arts and methods related to [Metal Virtue]. Sect-tier True Disciples who followed this path were all ferocious fighters with a heavy thirst for killing. They traveled the Four Cardinal Continents year-round, seeking opponents to hone themselves against. When Junior Brother Lou had first entered Foundation Establishment, he and Xuanchanzi of the Zhongyi Sect had once served as each other's whetstones.
Not only had his cultivation steadily improved, but his Dao Foundation and attainment had advanced by leaps and bounds.
"I have traveled across the Southern Continent with wealth wrapped around my waist, yet I've never been kidnapped or robbed, nor clubbed from behind for repeatedly besting those immortal cultivators in contests of wealth.
"That isn't solely because my status as a True Disciple of the Great Talisman Sect protects me."
Fuli Zi rose to his full height and took a talisman from his sleeve, holding it between two fingers as he chanted an incantation.
In just two or three breaths, the talisman ignited without a flame, circled him several times, and turned into a wisp of smoke that wound around his body.
Only after finishing all this did Fuli Zi fly into